Good night.

Four hundred and fifty five days.  That's how many days I made it blogging without missing a beat.  As you all know, last night I missed the deadline.  Two minutes late...yet it made all the difference in the world.  Two minutes cost me a whole nights sleep...literally.  I've stewed about it all day today, just ask Jeff.  But what my fretting has made me realize is how busy and chaotic our life has become.  Which is why this must come to an end.  Once less thing to worry about, one less commitment in a sea of them.  I hope everyone has enjoyed the 455 days....and next time we talk, it will have to be on the phone.  Good night.